Pic and a Word #276 & PPAC: Public poetry

I don’t like to combine challenges but the week suddenly doesn’t have enough days. Poetry can be public art too: here is one poem by me and some others by the street.














Today there is so much going on. I have an online card tournament, there is the decisive basketball game Slovenia with Luka Dončić vs. Lithuania to determine who goes to the Olympic Games, Slovenian cyclist Tadej Pogačar starts Stage 9 of Tour de France as the new race leader, it’s holiday in the USA, and these are just the good things.

Next, I had a big choice of challenges and picked two, seeing that they go together well: Patrick called poetry for his Pic and a Word challenge, and Marsha, who collects instances of public art, was kind enough to feature my last week’s post Architecture and ornaments in her PPAC challenge post this week. Water for Cee and wildflowers for Amanda will have to wait a little. (ADD-IT: Oh! Now I see! John calls on the water for Lens-Artists Photo Challenge too!)

So here we go. First, my poem. It is in the shape of a trimeric, which is a new form for me. Lines 2, 3 and 4 from the first stanza are repeated as the first lines of the next tree stanzas. I thought to include not one but two introductory thoughts. Have a look.

A Trimeric

                                                          Poetry: the best words in the best order. 
                                                         ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge

                                                           With poetry I paint the pictures that hit.
                                                         ~"Freedom", Rage Against the Machine

Water, wildflowers, poetry...
What will it be, what will it be?
Thunderbolt, fire, the works? 
Trimeric, turmeric, pandemic? 

What will it be, what will it be
on this Sunday, 4th of July? 
We play nature’s game. Why?

Thunderbolt, fire, the works.
Some win, others not so much.
Anything to help us survive. 
Trimeric, turmeric, pandemic. 
Volcano, tornado, bravado.
Water, wildflowers, poetry.

I love reading walls everywhere I go. I’m especially glad if I encounter a verse or a whole poem, or something that to me sounds as a poem. Just like that, my day is made. Here is a selection of such over the years from my two countries. Today Italy comes first and Slovenia follows. This is another reason why I miss cities.

In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #276: Poetry

and for Photographing Public Art Challenge (PPAC) hosted by Marsha at Always Write

This day in my blogging history

  • 2015: Seeing someone reading a book you love is seeing a book recommending a person.
  • 2016: I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet.
    Mahatma Gandhi

31 thoughts on “Pic and a Word #276 & PPAC: Public poetry

  1. Wow, what a selection! I love that you provide translations. The blue of the Tesla mural is gorgeous but I’m not going to pick out favourites as there are so many that appealed to me 🙂

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  2. I’m in total agreement with Sarah. You gave us a lot to love here, Manja. It expands the PPAC immensely to dip into poetry. I think this challenge is going to be mind boggling, just like your post. It is so much fun to see what others bring to the table. Different art and ideas from all over the world. Thanks for translating. I’d be like the Roman in the window scratching my head. 🙂 Thanks again for participating.

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      1. There weree poems on the wall in the railroad station that was recently expanded and renovated. Obviously I haven’t been there in quite awhile. But if I ever get down there, and they still exist, I’ll take some photos.

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